My weekend thus far

I just had a shower, did my hair, got dressed up semi-nice, made myself a new driving mix CD and headed down to pick Maz up for some lunch. I got about half way down my street before I heard that weird sound a tyre makes when it's flat.

How the fuck did I get a flat? They're brand new tyres, man. I didn't see anything on the road that could have spiked it, and other than that it's been sitting on my front lawn. I have no fucking idea what's going on, this is my second flat in around six months. I never got a flat with my old car. So now I'm back inside on my computer because I can't go anywhere. Maz's mum borrowed his car so we're both stranded. Lame.

Last night I went out with Jake and Maz to get some dinner at Crown Casino. It was pretty awesome. I had a lot of vodka, which isn't my usual drink (beer, please) but it was awesome anyway.

Oh, I need glasses. Again. Or still, whatever. I got my eyes tested and they're not getting any better. On the bright side, my new frames are awesome. Giorgio Armani semi-rims, silver and black. Way, way cooler than my old Ray Bans.

Jake is coming over now, so I'll put the spare on and then, I dunno, find something to do. I'm not really hungry anymore.

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain

I wish I had something interesting to write here, but I don't.

I saw Shutter. Good to know Joshua Jackson is still alive, otherwise the movie was pretty stock standard. After the movie I spent a few hours driving around with Maz and DJ. We went to Melbourne, ended up in the western suburbs (a place where you're literately afraid to get out of your car) then turned around again. We spent way too long discussing the finer details of Star Wars, until even I grew sick of the nerdtalk and changed the subject.

We did the usual and got some milkshakes (no matter what we do or what we have been drinking, we always end up getting milkshakes at the end of the night if we're sober enough to drive) and sat in the Fountain Gate parking lot, talking about whatever and drinking our shakes. After a while a police car pulled up next to us. The officer asked what we were doing, then asked if there was nowhere else more interesting we could go. I fleetingly thought about asking where she would suggest we go at three AM, but instead just told her we always drink our shakes here then leave. As she was leaving, her flashlight caught my eye and intensified my headache tenfold. Bitch.

Anne Rice might write a final Vampire Chronicle that centers on Lestat, the Talamasca and the theme of redemption. Just stick to your Jesus book, Rice. Lestat died when you took away his fangs and gave him a bible. Just leave him alone, for my sake. Please.

I've been sick for the past week or so. I woke up today and could hardly talk at all. Luckily I was alone all day, so I didn't have anyone to talk to anyway.

That is all I have. When I'm healthy again I'll try to lead a more interesting life.

Two video posts in a row!?

Sometimes I feel like I was born in the wrong decade. Then I remember how lucky we are to be alive and young at the birth of this new millenium, and that just because I didn't grow up listening to bands like Led Zeppelin doesn't mean I can't enjoy their music. It just means I can listen to classic music as well as modern music. Keeping that in mind, here is an amazing song I've had playing in my head all day.

And here is a much younger song.